Lu Ping'an had successfully devoured the bloodline of the Xuanhuo Bird King, and the beast core was no longer so important to him.

What's more, he finally got the news from Zhai Sidie's mouth, if it weren't for that, he would probably still be hunting in the forest.

Therefore, although Lu Ping'an was completely able to "reap the benefits of the fisherman", he did not do so, and what should have belonged to the Sword Pavilion was naturally returned to them.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ping'an came to the sky above that peak again, and he mainly wanted to confirm what the situation was with Song Yan and Wen Benyu now.

When his eyes fell, he saw Wen Benyu's younger brothers, as well as a large group of students from the Southern Academy, all running to the top of the peak.

And Song Yan and the two, who were originally inextricably fighting, were finally pulled apart, and they were each controlled to one side.

This is because the two of them are too badly injured, and their spiritual power has been almost consumed, otherwise, those people probably won't be able to pull them.

Lu Ping'an didn't need to get close to the past to roughly perceive that Song Yan and the two were injured this time, which would definitely lead to a sharp drop in the realm!

If it is said that for Wen Benyu, Lu Ping'an feels that such a punishment is almost enough, but for Song Yan...... I'm afraid it's still light.

"You dog thief, don't try to run!"

A student from the Southern Courtyard beside Song Yan yelled angrily at Lu Ping'an in mid-air.

"Yes, come down and die!"

"Dare to give the prey of our Southern Courtyard to the Sword Pavilion, you are dead!"

"Also, the reason why our Hou Ye and Senior Brother Song became like this must be your fault!"

When those students of the Southern Academy saw that Lu Ping'an had handed over the Xuanhuo King to the Sword Pavilion, they couldn't help but be furious and shouted one after another.

Lu Ping'an didn't want to refute them, but his eyes froze, and he suddenly found that the guy next to Song Yan was his cousin in gray.

In the matter of the bounty order, this guy must also be inseparable.

After being silent for a while, Lu Ping'an looked down at the students of the Southern Academy condescendingly, and said, "What's the use of just calling, you have the ability to come up?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the top of the mountain suddenly fell into a dead silence.

If there were so many of them in normal times, they would naturally not be afraid of Lu Ping'an, but now they are either injured or their spiritual power is exhausted, and no one can defeat a Yuanwu sevenfold cultivator at all.

The gray-clothed young man snorted coldly and said, "What kind of hero are you when you take advantage of people's danger? If we are all in good condition, how dare you be so arrogant?"

Lu Ping'an said: "Just your group of people, are you embarrassed to say that others are taking advantage of others' danger? Don't forget, the people of the Sword Pavilion haven't left yet, and what they did not long ago have been completely forgotten now?"

The gray-clothed young man said: "That's also the grudge between us and the Sword Pavilion, which onion are you to meddle in?"

Lu Ping'an said: "I don't want to waste words with you, so let's give you a chance to go together!"

Everyone in the South Courtyard was stunned, and they were all stimulated by Lu Ping'an's extremely arrogant words, and they became more and more angry.

Song Yan, who was half lying in someone else's arms, stretched out his hand with great difficulty, pointed at Lu Ping'an, and said in a prostrated tone: "Kill him." ”

When the gray-clothed young man saw Song Yan's appearance, his heart was like a knife, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then we'll fight him!"

"No problem!"

"I can still fight!"

"For the sake of Senior Brother Song, kill that guy!"

The students of the Southern Academy, who still had the strength to spare, kept shouting, and they all looked indignant.

From the perspective of the power of the Sorting House, it has always been their Southern Courtyard that bullied others, and they have never been humiliated like today!

If it weren't for Lu Ping'an's appearance, then they would definitely have won a big victory and captured the Xuanhuo King from the Sword Pavilion.

Therefore, they also regarded Lu Ping'an as the culprit, the common enemy of the entire branch!

Not long after, two-thirds of the students of the South Courtyard on the top of the mountain stood up.

The other third, like the people who remained at the bottom of the mountain, couldn't move anymore and could only cheer on the sidelines.

But even then, the number reached almost two hundred!

The gray-clothed young man stood at the front and said, "You said let's go together, don't run if you have the guts, wait for death on it!"

Lu Ping'an knew how they wanted to fight, and he was not afraid at all, and said, "Even a group of wounded soldiers and disabled generals like you are qualified to let me wait for death?"

The gray-clothed young man said: "As long as you strike, you will definitely die!"

Lu Ping'an sneered and said, "I think you can only launch one formation attack, right? It's okay, come on! Let me personally experience how powerful your Southern Courtyard formation is!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice sounded from behind.

"This classmate, don't be rash!"

Lu Ping'an turned his head to look, only to see that it was Chi Yiming yelling, as if he was worried about his safety.

"I'm not just going to be rash, I'm just teaching them a lesson. ”

Chi Yiming said: "The formation of the Southern Courtyard is not trivial, with your strength realm, I am afraid it is ......"

"Don't worry, just watch it carefully, and it can be regarded as helping you vent your anger again. ”

As Lu Ping'an spoke, he summoned the Wind Thunder Sword, not because he underestimated the enemy, but because he didn't want to reveal his identity.

In his storage bag, the Moyang Sword was not used for the time being, and the flying sword that once belonged to Jiang Yuebai was not suitable for the sword moves he wanted to use, so there was only one option left, the Wind Thunder Sword.

Seeing this, the gray-clothed young man said disdainfully: "Seeing that your cultivation realm is not bad, I didn't expect the magic weapon you used to be so bad? ”

Lu Ping'an raised his sword and pointed at the people on the top of the mountain, and said, "Come!"

"Formation!"

The gray-clothed young man shouted, nearly two hundred people, and quickly stood up, densely packed with a large area, occupying the top of the entire mountain!

Although none of them are in the best condition, and only some of them have reached the Yuanwu Realm, but such a number, coupled with the formation of the Southern Courtyard, is indeed not to be underestimated!

Immediately afterwards, I saw that each of them raised their hands or magic weapons, and then surged out of their bodies, ranging in strength and weakness.

Then, those spiritual powers gathered above them again, rolling and surging, as if they were about to erupt into a thick dark cloud of earth-shattering thunder!

Lu Ping'an's expression was slightly condensed, and he raised the Wind Thunder Sword, and the suppression was lifted in an instant, showing all the cultivation realms of Yuanwu Ninefold!

"What?!"

"He turned out to be Yuanwu Jiuzhong!"

"That's too strong, isn't it?"

The chief of their Southern Courtyard was only Yuanwu Eightfold, and Lu Ping'an's realm was indeed beyond their expectations, and they were all horrified.

The students of the Sword Pavilion in the rear were also taken aback, although Chi Yiming's realm was higher than Lu Ping'an's, but listening to Lu Ping'an's voice, it seemed that he was still very young, and he was already an awe-inspiring young powerhouse who could reach the Yuanwu Ninefold.

Moreover, Lu Ping'an actually wanted to use the sword technique against the Southern Courtyard Formation, which surprised them even more, almost all of the most talented sword cultivators in the Jixia Academy were in their Sword Pavilion, but they didn't expect that other branch forces still had such an existence, but they didn't know what level their sword strength had reached?

The gray-clothed young man said: "What about Yuanwu Jiuzhong? I don't believe that our two hundred students from the Southern Academy are no match for him alone!

In fact, the status of this gray-clothed young man himself is not very high, but now the students of the Southern Academy regard him as a representative of Song Yan, so they all responded in unison: "Yes!"

The gray-clothed young man shouted angrily: "Hundred Killing Array!

The dark cloud above their heads shook suddenly, and the next moment, a majestic force like a gray dragon rose into the sky!

This formation attack that gathered the strength of two hundred people was magnificent, powerful, and powerful, as if it was an angry dragon breaking through the sky!

Lu Ping'an's face was calm, and he slashed down the wind and thunder sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time!

The sword power first bloomed with dazzling golden light, and then a white rainbow penetrated through, as if with the power of a sword, it condensed a magnificent scene of "white rainbow through the sun"!

In fact, this is just because Sword Six is as old as the year, plus the golden sword in Sword Four, the edge is even more powerful!

In an instant, Lu Ping'an's sword power rushed in front of the gray long dragon at a speed that pierced through the long river of time.

Bang!

The two huge forces collided suddenly, and a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth erupted, and the wind was agitated!

However, it was Lu Ping'an's Bai Hong's sword power, which seemed to be the unity of numbers, and the extremely powerful sword power was even better, even if it was destroying the withering and decaying momentum, it slammed down!

A series of muffled sounds came out, and the gray dragon exploded from top to bottom in an instant, and finally completely collapsed and shattered!

On the top of the peak, a large number of screams suddenly sounded, and almost all the students of the Southern Academy were shocked to the ground, or vomiting blood or fainting, the scene was quite tragic!

Lu Ping'an couldn't help but spew blood, the wind and thunder sword in his hand, due to the low grade, after cutting out that sword, shattered, leaving only a small section of the blade and hilt.

But Lu Ping'an was still flying in the air, looking at the people at the top of the peak indifferently, and said coldly: "Yes, you two hundred students of the Southern Academy are no match for me!"